A Week in the Life of Gustavo

"Seems to think that if he fails to write, la migra will find him."--OC Weekly More merriment available at ronmaydon@yahoo.com

domingo, agosto 11, 2002

GUSTAVO'S JOURNAL OF THE SUBCONSCIOUS, CANTO XVIII

I drove my car into a pool and was so freaked out, I looked for a helicopter to wrap a chain around it and pick it up. It was in the middle of winter, so the water was cold. Better yet, this is not the first time I have dreamed about driving my car into a pool. Please submit your theories as to what this dream means, please.

I also dreamed that I talked to CK, who I've been meaning to talk to. There's been a lot of people I've been meaning to talk to as of recent.
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Preparing for Morrissey. Pray for me.